11 JANUARY 1919, Page 15

(To THE EDITOR OP TH3 " SPECT AT OR."

Sze,—Can you very kindly tell me where I can find the lines-

" How doth death speak of our beloved" P There are several

verses, the first I think—

"How doth death speak of our beloved When it bath laid them low, When it hath set Be hallowing touch On . . and lips and brow."

"I did not eee their shabby dress, I saw them in their manliness; I saw the hoe. I saw the spade, I saw the man whom God has made."

Also—

—I am, Sir, Ac., Stern Faucets. 17 Clarendon Street, Redford.